The night Mercy and I regained our bond, brought me joy. I was happy to be connected to someone again, especially her. That she trusted me enough to let me drink her blood, to repair the bond we once had.
I despised Blackwood for what he did to Mercy, now with her blood running into my mouth once again, to know that she had slightly forgiven me for what I had done to protect her, made some of the endless sorrow fade. Being a vampire wasn't a joyful thing, I felt and endless ache, sorrow. Mercy takes part of that way.
I knew that she trusted me not to use the bond to control her, but just for her protection. If she ever needed help, I would know immediately. I was finally keeping to my promise, to protect her with my life, let no harm come to her.
I knew that Mercy heard his voice in her head the same moment I did. The anger in his voice caused her to panic, I paused feeding, and making sure she was alright and not going into one of her panic attacks. I patted her knee letting her know that I was there and would protect her. Blackwood wasn't happy at all with me taking away his control of her.
Soon I slowed, and then licked her wound, causing them to heal. I wouldn't leave bruises on my precious Mercy's neck. I wasn't like that monster.
I cut a line across my wrist; Mercy made a smart remark and then started to drink. I turned away; I didn't want her to know that I felt pleasure having her feed from me. Having my blood drunk felt extremely nice, especially when I knew it was Mercy's lips across my wrist. The wound was closing, and then Mercy made a little panicky jump. She lay down on the bench, resting her head on my lap and cried. I pulled my wrist away and petted her hair with my other hand.
I told her that he would never be able to control her again, that she was mine. I tried to comfort her some, but I didn't know if it did any good.
Soon, she was acting more like Mercy. I helped her up and caught, helping her regain her balance. We walked slowly to the van, she gave me a look when I brought her to the passenger side, but said nothing.
I walked over to the driver's side, happy to have someone to call mine once again.
